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I slept with two different girls in a 24 hour span once. Literally rolled out of bed with one girl and went over to another girl's place that same morning to "cuddle." The sick part is, I wouldn't be surprised if each of them had slept with another guy within 24 hours of sleeping with me. Whores.
OK this is horrible and this is the first time I've divulged this ugly story to anyone. Names have been changes yadda, yadda. This happened back when I was a junior in high school living in a tiny town (circa 1990-91). We were dumb, bored and vicious teenagers.
Having spent the better part of a Friday night breaking into cars looking for things to steal that we could fence then use the loot to buy druqs we had come up empty. So we hatched a plan. We decided that we'd rob a pizza guy. We knew there was a house that no one was living at so we'd call in an order to that address, tell them we were paying in cash but would need change, and when the dude showed up we'd threaten to mace him for his cash. No one gets hurt and we'll have pizza and druq money.
It was me, Penelope, Bob, and Francis. Penelope was driving and the idea was largely Bob's and the mace belonged to Francis. Penelope parked the car around the corner from the house. Bob took the mace and he and Francis went to carry out the heist, I was in the back seat and my job was to make sure the car doors were open so that they could jump in (why we felt that was an important job I don't know but that was my duty.) SO, Penelope parks around the corner, Bob and Francis get out to go wait for the pizza guy. Penelope and I had been waiting for around 15 minutes when we heard these horrible screams. Penelope started to panic and started the car about to just drive off but I grabbed him by the shoulder and said "NO! Don't you F*CKING dare!" 10 long seconds later Francis and Bob, who had a pizza, came hauling ass around the corner. I had the car doors open. They hop in and we peel off. I asked Bob "Where's the money?" Bob said "We didn't get it."
What went down was that the pizza guy turned out to be a pizza girl. We hadn't anticipated that and all of us had a very strong belief that violence towards women was not acceptable. But Bob panicked. He took the pizza, maced this poor girl, and took off running. I ate some of that pizza.
Several years later while working the night shift, alone, at a fast food joint a person came in to rob the place and kill the worker on duty. Despite me telling him as soon as he came in the door he could take whatever he wanted I was stabbed 4 times before I managed to get away. Karma?
Post by Dave Maynar on Oct 7, 2013 13:13:21 GMT -5
I slept with my mother's co-worker three summers ago. I met her at my mom's company picnic that summer, she was recently separated and she asked me to meet her for drinks. We met, and then had a sexual relationship for about 3 weeks. She broke it off because she felt guilty. I still see her every time I go home since she's my mom's running buddy. She's 9 years my senior.
You're just too young to grasp how stylin' I really was. All the boys wanted to do me when I was 5. Actually the girls did too. My haircut was confusing.
Really? Because here I was thinking what an abomination it was, that it's basically just people either flat out making stuff up and/or divulging things that they shouldn't actually be embarrassed to confess (i.e. all the "I'M NAILING SO MANY HOT CHICKS" posts).
I think people are nervous to share deep things with the joking and after reading the other thread.
Really? Because here I was thinking what an abomination it was, that it's basically just people either flat out making stuff up and/or divulging things that they shouldn't actually be embarrassed to confess (i.e. all the "I'M NAILING SO MANY HOT CHICKS" posts).
Then confess something juicy, or remain part of the problem
Really? Because here I was thinking what an abomination it was, that it's basically just people either flat out making stuff up and/or divulging things that they shouldn't actually be embarrassed to confess (i.e. all the "I'M NAILING SO MANY HOT CHICKS" posts).
Then confess something juicy, or remain part of the problem
I always tell people I left highschool in 11th grade to get my GED because I wanted to travel, but it was really because one of my exboyfriends spread pictures of me naked and giving him oral sex all around the internet and our school as revenge after we broke up. I was so ashamed and depressed I dropped out of school. I still hate going back to my hometown for family events, for fear of seeing people I knew then.
I was on track to graduate and go to college, but this event put me into such a depression that after getting my GED I never went onto any kind of higher learning, and I feel like I wasted a serious part of my life. I hate to say it, but I really could've been something.
I always tell people I left highschool in 11th grade to get my GED because I wanted to travel, but it was really because one of my exboyfriends spread pictures of me naked and giving him oral sex all around the internet and our school as revenge after we broke up. I was so ashamed and depressed I dropped out of school. I still hate going back to my hometown for family events, for fear of seeing people I knew then.
I was on track to graduate and go to college, but this event put me into such a depression that after getting my GED I never went onto any kind of higher learning, and I feel like I wasted a serious part of my life. I hate to say it, but I really could've been something.
That is so messed up of him
You can't make up for lost time, but it's not too late to go back to school if that's what you want to do!
^^^ agreed. I am in school now at 32, with another 3+ years to go, and there are people in my program who are in their fifties and older. and when I was in nursing school to get my first degree, there were older people in that program too who were starting on their second or third careers.
OK this is horrible and this is the first time I've divulged this ugly story to anyone. Names have been changes yadda, yadda. This happened back when I was a junior in high school living in a tiny town (circa 1990-91). We were dumb, bored and vicious teenagers.
Having spent the better part of a Friday night breaking into cars looking for things to steal that we could fence then use the loot to buy druqs we had come up empty. So we hatched a plan. We decided that we'd rob a pizza guy. We knew there was a house that no one was living at so we'd call in an order to that address, tell them we were paying in cash but would need change, and when the dude showed up we'd threaten to mace him for his cash. No one gets hurt and we'll have pizza and druq money.
It was me, Penelope, Bob, and Francis. Penelope was driving and the idea was largely Bob's and the mace belonged to Francis. Penelope parked the car around the corner from the house. Bob took the mace and he and Francis went to carry out the heist, I was in the back seat and my job was to make sure the car doors were open so that they could jump in (why we felt that was an important job I don't know but that was my duty.) SO, Penelope parks around the corner, Bob and Francis get out to go wait for the pizza guy. Penelope and I had been waiting for around 15 minutes when we heard these horrible screams. Penelope started to panic and started the car about to just drive off but I grabbed him by the shoulder and said "NO! Don't you F*CKING dare!" 10 long seconds later Francis and Bob, who had a pizza, came hauling ass around the corner. I had the car doors open. They hop in and we peel off. I asked Bob "Where's the money?" Bob said "We didn't get it."
What went down was that the pizza guy turned out to be a pizza girl. We hadn't anticipated that and all of us had a very strong belief that violence towards women was not acceptable. But Bob panicked. He took the pizza, maced this poor girl, and took off running. I ate some of that pizza.
Several years later while working the night shift, alone, at a fast food joint a person came in to rob the place and kill the worker on duty. Despite me telling him as soon as he came in the door he could take whatever he wanted I was stabbed 4 times before I managed to get away. Karma?
For the record - didn't like this for the story necessarily, but for the balls to admit it.
Really? Because here I was thinking what an abomination it was, that it's basically just people either flat out making stuff up and/or divulging things that they shouldn't actually be embarrassed to confess (i.e. all the "I'M NAILING SO MANY HOT CHICKS" posts).
To the latter I agree. Some of these do come off more like a boast than a confession, but maybe some of those folks are truly bothered by their actions. To the former though I disagree and I don't see where you're coming from. Nothing struck me as improbable and had to have been made up.
How do you quote without showing the name of someone? I'd like to be someone people can send stuff too
Rather than have the long string of stuff "quote author="thomwaits" source="/post/1379107/thread" timestamp="1381196393"", just edit it down to where it is just [quo*te] without the *
How do you quote without showing the name of someone? I'd like to be someone people can send stuff too
Rather than have the long string of stuff "quote author="thomwaits" source="/post/1379107/thread" timestamp="1381196393"", just edit it down to where it is just [quo*te] without the *
Or you can just copy the text from the PM, paste and highlight it here, and then hit the Quote button (up above the text box, to the left of the two smiley faces) when you post.
Rather than have the long string of stuff "quote author="thomwaits" source="/post/1379107/thread" timestamp="1381196393"", just edit it down to where it is just [quo*te] without the *
Or you can just copy the text from the PM, paste and highlight it here, and then hit the Quote button (up above the text box, to the left of the two smiley faces) when you post.
Less room for possible error
Sorry for assuming one of our board members can type.
Or you can just copy the text from the PM, paste and highlight it here, and then hit the Quote button (up above the text box, to the left of the two smiley faces) when you post.
Less room for possible error
Sorry for assuming one of our board members can type.
I'm sure he can type, everybody makes mistakes though, and that would suck horribly for someone's anonymous confession to not be anonymous.
Rather than have the long string of stuff "quote author="thomwaits" source="/post/1379107/thread" timestamp="1381196393"", just edit it down to where it is just [quo*te] without the *
Or you can just copy the text from the PM, paste and highlight it here, and then hit the Quote button (up above the text box, to the left of the two smiley faces) when you post.
Less room for possible error
I agree- I just highlight the text and paste it as a quote. would hate to accidentally leave any identifying info
Post by smoothaseggs on Oct 8, 2013 14:54:00 GMT -5
When I was between the ages of 10-13 I was an alter boy. While sitting next to the alter during mass, I would stare into the the spotlights until you see those blind spot thingys. I would blink continuously, trying to focus directly on them, but they would always move to the opposite side I was looking. Needless to say, I was not paying attention in church.
